Known Stranger

Things often change
Making you realise, nothing is permanent.
This journey called life
Often takes you to different places
To meet people, create memories,
Learn lessons, teach through experience,
And depart to the abode of peace in heaven or to rot in hell.

What is more difficult?
To find a soul, who would last forever,
Cling to and lean on that shoulder
and cry when you're hurt,
Or smile together and collect memories.
The toughest job ever.

You think you know some people,
Believe on their innocent looking faces,
Trust them, think for their welbeing.
Their enemies become yours,
And their happiness becomes yours.

But things are never simple as it seems,
Soon you would realise,
Those persons are just known Stangers,
Estranged to your surprise,
Everything was a lie,
An illusion created by their aura.

Life teaches you to move on,
And experiences teach you not to repeat them.

The voice of that known stranger
Which used to sound sweet,
Is felt like poison today.
The voice with whom everyday was pleasant,
Is felt like thorns today,
The Voice of that Known Stanger...